Alfred Edward Housman

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Xvii: The Stars Have Not Dealt Me The Worst They Could Do

Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrists?
And what has he been after that they groan and shake their fists?
And wherefore is he wearing such a conscience-stricken air?
Oh they're taking him to prison for the colour of his hair.
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